I’m a writer, a teacher and most importantly a humanitarian. I care about the people of this world, even those who may be butt-heads and act like bullies on the playground. A small little thing happened this weekend that got me thinking about our interactions with others around us. Yesterday I had to stop and put gas in Kevin’s car at Circle K. As I was paying for my slushie and the gas, a very tired looking young man came through the door and stood there for a moment. His actions caught my attention and I regarded him for a second before he asked the attendant if Circle K charged for water. The young lady behind the counter said yes they charge for the cup the water had to be put in. Wiping his brow, he sighed heavily and shuffled out the door. I felt so bad for him. I think it was the sigh which really got my attention. Good grief, it was only some small change and that poor young man didn’t even have that in his pocket. Being that it was hot outside, I poked my head out the door and told him to come back in, I’d pay for the cup. Four hours later I passed him as I was going home from my job at Crane Creek. He was making the downhill trip on foot over the large pass between Hiawassee and Young Harris, some 15 miles away from Circle K. I could only surmise that he either was homeless, or he didn’t have access to a vehicle and walked his way to work. In any regard, I’m glad I could spare him that fifty cents for a big glass of water. I should have asked him if he was hungry too.
This morning that young man was on my mind as I wondered how our world would be if we all spared something or another for our fellow human beings, even the butt-heads. Would kindness and generosity lead by example, or would there always be creatons who would screw things up? It’s definitely a question to ponder. I will, though, always be ready to spare fifty cents or whatever my neighbor may need.